Ugh, yesterday Bob dragged me by my hair to raid a few tombs, twice. He convinced me that the tombs would be full of amazing junk and stuff. So I asked him " what kinds of junk and stuff" and he looked at me with those puppy dog eyes and said " you silly goose!, the type of junk and stuff that people leave behind after they die" , So i said " aww i'm sorry i was a silly goose. i just didn't know"... so we just stared at each other for awhile.. but i knew.. I KNEW ! he couldn't be mad at me long. So he slowly walked towards me and embraced me. At that point i knew everything was going to be ok! . anyway i digress. point is.. I knew I was going to hate raiding tombs, however he promised it was good poopies and junk and stuff and convinced me to give HIM 9 bucks to massage him. What a great deal i thought. So i gleefully accepted. Afterwards, we went to smoke at a diner and what i thought was a cigarette really wasn't a cigarette at all. but it was more like a dog. it's tail was wiggling and stuff. i almost cried thinking that i was "this" ( gestures with fingers in a close proximity towards one another) close to smoking a dog. bob just looked at me and said " You silly goose ! " . i chuckled. and said " i know " he he he he . THE END.